The idea tickles me
far away places
rose petals in the wind
fantasies
gallant knights
on bicycles
pass me by
I gaze at gardens sunset
my wheelchair
takes me
to
loneliness
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From the sea we arose
the sea shall consume
even our dust will become
the oceans sand
"da wind" says it is so
a new dawn
withers away
Aurore
velvet desires
stare
captivated
I linger
thoughts cultivated
in a wine glass
can I drink her?
Larmes
Ma Aurore
N’existe pas
N’est pas ici
Moi aussi
Disparu
Complètement perdu
Dit moi
Dit moi pourquoi
J'ai froid
Mais elle n'existe pas
Je suis glacé
Elle essaie de prendre ma place
Dans le palace
Dans mon cœur
Déjà vu
Encore et encore
Mon amour
Skies falling, upon the ragged heart pasquil
Tranquility ripples across the lake in plethora
She is there, in my heart, a sweet delusion
As I cross the waters wishing I was omnipotent
I drop my oars on forest floor, seeking Aurore
I run along the earth clad pathways towards the cloister
Praying that accrued love still has her beholden
Kneeling on one knee, I look up with a glint of promise
The Lantern reflects back the softness of her eyes
Broken Vase
The flea market
Vibrant and full of trinkets
Meandering and browsing
Dreaming and wandering
Wishing I was with my man
There it was all alone in a stall
A vase with love imprinted on the side
So pretty, I could not resist
So content with my purchase
Off I went with my sunshine smile
I set the vase on my dining table
Beside the unopened mail
As I reached for a letter
The vase tumbled and shattered
All over the floor
Love was broken, existing no more
I opened the letter
With no return address
Dear Aurore, I am so sorry
I have found someone else
I left the key under the mat
The letter fell to the floor
And that was that
Shattered glass and love exists no more
Into the night I marched
Into deaths grip I fell
Musical notes running after me
Violins weeping afterwards
Stars fading into matter
Nothing matters without love
Lights shine over there
Can I reach or do I dare?
I can’t get out of this repressive chair
I can’t stand the people whom stare
My mind is all wrapped in shrouds
Hiding within the skies dark clouds
My smiles stolen by royalty golden
Now my tears flow as I weep
Is there any hope to keep?
Or am I doomed to deaths grip so deep
Gargoyles yelping for their fare
Me, dangling from the air
Aurore are you there?............
Wonderful
I see the curves in the murky dawn
In the straight lines, lined up like pawns
I see the morning
In drunken sunshine
The life is so wonderful
Young and full of love
WONDERFULL
When you gaze at lovers pissing on waterfalls
I am neither impolite nor rude
Excuse the poetic ruse
If only.... if only
The clocks traveled backwards
If only you could know me
Yesterday
Once more I beg of you
Shout how wonderful I used to be
Aurore you were so wonderful
Me I was so pathetic
I sing to the morning commuters in the rain
About the sickness of lovers and cheaters pain
Wonderful
So wonderful to be here
If only the metro runs me over
The pathetic, I would be gone
Wouldn’t that be so wonderful?
A day, a dream, a kiss
United in desires
Romance burns leaving unspoken words
Old ways are hard to explain
Reality sometimes conquers love
Embers of this love, suffer slowly
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